Because normal people believe grieving families.
“Why did you use her identity for the company?”
Claire wiped her face.
“Because she was the only person I trusted.”
“Trusted with what?”
Silence.
Then Rebecca answered.
“With almost two hundred thousand dollars.”
I looked at her.
“What?”
“We kept tracing.”
She handed me another sheet.
“The seventy-two thousand from your savings, the sixty-five thousand from the fraudulent commercial loan, and another fifty-eight thousand Claire transferred from a brokerage account eighteen months ago.”
I had forgotten the brokerage account.
My uncle had helped me open it after my
last deployment.
I rarely touched it.
“Where is the money?”
“Northstar Wellness Consulting.”
“And then?”
Rebecca looked toward Claire.
“Most of it moved offshore.”
Claire stood abruptly.
“That isn’t what happened.”
